As Kevan didn't ask her to stop, she didn't dare to stop. She felt his body leaning back. In the end, his body weight was fully leaning on her. It was clear he had fallen asleep. Larissa didn't have the heart to wake him up. He must have been exhausted preparing a feast for them the whole afternoon. It was understandable that he would be tired by now. She whispered for Aster to turn off the television. Wendy also left the living room. "You should let Mr. Rogers sleep over here tonight," Wendy said. "Yeah." Larissa had the same thought. Once they were alone in the living room, Larissa supported Kevan's back and prepared to get up from the sofa. She intended to lay him down gently on the sofa. Alas, she had hardly moved when Kevan opened his eyes. His dark eyes seemed clouded by a hazy mist. There was an unexpected charm to him being so unguarded. "Did I fall asleep?" He rubbed his forehead and sat upright. His deep voice sounded slightly hoarse, but it only added
Larissa's body stiffened. She didn't dare to move. She asked, "What … what are you doing?" Kevan wrapped an arm around her waist. His fingers tickled the soft flesh on her tummy. Larissa couldn't help but snuggle closer to Kevan to escape his fingers. Time seemed to pause at that moment. Everything became still. The only thing ringing in Larissa's ears was Kevan's heavy breathing. Her heart was in her throat. It was thumping so hard that it almost leaped out of her chest. Kevan held her tighter and rested his chin on her shoulder. His cheek brushed against her slender neck. His lips lingered on her face, leaving a trail of kisses. "What do you think I am about to do?" He nibbled on her earlobe and whispered in a low, husky voice. Larissa shivered as an electric current coursed through her body. She opened her mouth, but there was no sound. In this situation, nothing she said seemed appropriate. Kevan's patience wore thin in her silence. His hand on her waist slipped u
She found her phone on the bedside table. It was already 11:00 am. Kevan was nowhere to be found. Larissa turned on the lights. She noticed a set of clean clothes placed beside her pillow. Kevan had prepared that for her in advance. A warm feeling filled her heart. Still, the warmth vanished as she felt a soreness spreading throughout her body. In her mind, Larissa cursed, "That asshole!" She struggled to put on the clothes. Alas, the crew-neck sweatshirt was unable to hide the hickeys Kevan planted on her neck. Cursing again, she put on a thick layer of concealer to cover the red marks on her skin. When Larissa emerged, Aster was eating alone in the dining room. Kevan and Wendy were nowhere to be seen. She asked in a hoarse voice, "Where are your dad and your godmother?" "Daddy went to the study to take a call. I don't know where Godma is. I haven't seen her since I woke up," Aster replied. He asked with concern, "Mommy, are you sick? Why is your voice so hoars
The kindergarten's parent-child activities were held in the afternoon. Only a few classes were joining. Thus, there were fewer people in the kindergarten as compared to regular school days. Kevan held a bag filled with baking ingredients in one hand. He held Aster's hand in the other. Larissa was on the opposite side of Aster. She was waiting for Wendy's reply. Wendy had a day off today. Usually, she would be home all day. This time, her mysterious lover came over last night. So, she left the house early in the morning. The two of them were spending time together now. Larissa was very curious about the mysterious man who made Wendy's love life bloom. Still, she didn't want to push it since Wendy wasn't willing. The three of them would not be home for dinner tonight. So, Larissa sent a message to Wendy saying that she needed to settle dinner on her own. Of course, if Wendy wanted to bring her man along for dinner, she was more than welcome. Alas, Wendy hadn't responded
Kevan picked up a strawberry from the plate. He brought it to Larissa's lips. He gestured for her to open her mouth. Larissa wasn't used to such public displays of affection. She wanted to take the strawberry with her hand. Alas, Kevan dodged. "You can choose between me feeding you by hand or by mouth," Kevan whispered in a low tone against her ear. Larissa opened her mouth and bit into the strawberry. Kevan didn't let go. After she bit off half of the strawberry, he ate the other half. "That's really sweet." He licked the remaining juice off his lips, exuding a seductive expression. Larissa could sense the burning gazes of other people on Kevan. She felt irritated by that. Jealousy surged within her, filling the air with a sour taste. She pinched the flesh on his waist. She warned him through gritted teeth, "You better tone it down before I teach you a lesson back home!" Kevan's smile widened and he agreed in a cheerful tone. "Okay." He seemed to be in a go
Allen's words sounded a little ambiguous. "What's different? I have also come this far by learning step by step like everyone else." Larissa clarified in a hurry. She was afraid that Kevan would be offended and do something overboard. Kevan wasn't paying attention to their interactions. At this moment, he was playing a childish game with Aster. They were smearing whipped cream and flour on each other's faces. They were thoroughly enjoying themselves. Larissa took a moment to glance over. When she saw cream on them, her temples throbbed. "Excuse me," she said to Allen. Going over to the other side of the table, she pinched Aster's ear. In reality, she wanted to pinch Kevan's ear instead. However, she didn't want to embarrass him in front of everyone in the room."What are you two doing? After the competition is over, we need to go for dinner. What if the restaurant won't let us in now that your clothes are so dirty?" Larissa scolded with a frown. "Then we will f
Kevan snorted with disdain. "His pitiful situation is caused by his dad. It wouldn't be difficult at all to find him a stepmother. Instead, he wants someone else's wife!" Larissa chuckled at his words. The sense of pity she felt for Freddy disappeared instantly. Kevan's reasoning made sense. The situation was easy to resolve. As long as Allen found a wife to marry, Freddy would have a complete family again. No matter how much she pitied Freddy, she couldn't fulfill his wish. Compared to other children, her own son took priority. Finally, the cake was ready. When they opened the oven, a sweet and enticing aroma wafted out. Larissa cut off the edges of the cake into a plate and asked Aster to share them with other children. She assumed that he would give some to Freddy first, but he went straight to another table. After the plate was empty, only then did he return. Larissa was a little angry. She hoped that Aster would become lively and mischievous, but she di
Larissa was decorating the cake when she heard Freddy's offer. She froze in place and stared at the tarts in his hands. Larissa didn't know how to respond. Aster had a strawberry in his hand and placed it on the cake. He ignored Freddy. Freddy's face fell. Larissa realized that his feelings might have been hurt, so she quickly took the tarts. She stuffed one into Aster's hand. "Thank you." She bent down and ruffled Freddy's hair affectionately. Only then did Freddy show a shy smile. Aster turned away with pursed lips. He gripped the tart in his hand, but he didn't eat it nor throw it away. The competition ended. As expected, Larissa's strawberry cake didn't win any prizes. However, it received unanimous praise from Aster's classmates. Larissa suspected that most of the credit was because of Kevan's and Aster's good looks. Allen cleared up his table and came over to ask Larissa, "We're going out for dinner. Do you want to join us?" Larissa declined his offe